Pearl Howie

Meditation for Angry People (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

From the best selling author of "free Feeling Real Emotions Everyday". Anger is like fire. Sometimes it can be useful, sometimes it can be destructive, sometimes it can feel that we just can't get a spark started although we feel like we're sitting on a powder keg. We're all human and we all have anger, whether others see us as angry and bitter or smiling and carefree. This book is written to help you understand your own anger, whether it stems from fear, sadness, resentment, control, self-blame or holding on to old pain. It's written to help those who feel burdened with anger that they just can't express, those who feel the pain of almost overwhelming anger or those who find it difficult to get through the day without one really good tantrum. This book is written to help you choose how to handle your own anger, find your own peace and live your own life. "You are very precious and a resource to the community." NHS manager

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Lulu.com
• Erscheinungstermin: 13. Januar 2020
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9780244850227
• Artikelnr.: 60852234

Autorenporträt

Pearl is in Wales, at the foot of Mount Snowdon, another magical mountain in another land of the dragon. It's another mountain that sometimes likes to hide. If you want great views may I recommend the Beech Bank B&B as her room had windows on three sides with views of the mountains (contact them direct). Life (or her subconscious), whatever you want to call it, has taken her on another magical mystery tour echoing this one, from the infected bug bites to the jellyfish (there're loads of Lion's Mane jellyfish near Bangor). Somehow she ended up in Liverpool too, the home of The Beatles, apparently she was on a pilgrimage she didn't even know about, and the Double Fantasy exhibition on the top of the Museum of Liverpool broke her open again. Eight years ago she quit her job, worked a three month notice period and in that time her ex-boyfriend fell off a mountain and died. His memorial service was coincidentally the day after her last day. It was in South Wales. She drifted for a day or two, but it was over six years later that she followed in his footsteps and wandered off. Yesterday she arrived in Llanberis and lucked out on the last space on the train to the top of the mountain and a room at Beech Bank. She is working hard on feeling and dealing with her emotions and being tolerant of all people, even those who have been, in her opinion, badly taught, or never had some things explained. Unlike Kota Kinabalu and Tiger's Nest, people can just wander up or take the train to the top of Mount Snowdon without a guide. She is working really hard on not getting cross with the people who leave their litter on the mountain or who feel the need to play loud music up there. She knows that anger is often part of grieving. She would politely suggest you don't piss off the mountain. Nature is so much bigger than you are.